«M-More...! Kid...!»

Your broken moans came out ragged, your voice pitching in rhythm with his powerful thrusts.

«More?»

Violent shivers shook your body when he grabbed a handful of your hair, harshly tugging your head back. Your spine adhered against his torso as his flesh arm pulled you closer and his teeth sank in the tender skin of your neck.

But it wasn't even that to cause the shivers – oh, no – you trembled by the fact that he was grinning in your neck, with that crazy, cruel grin of his.

You couldn't see it, but just picturing it in your head was enough to shut down your brain in ecstasy, and you had to use all your focus not to cum right there, shutting your eyes closed and letting out a brief scream.

Kid's thrusts became faster and harder and you couldn't contain your moans anymore, his name escaping your throat in broken bits while your inner muscles twitched all around him.

«Fuck!» he hissed in your ear, his hand moving to grab your breast and give it a solid squeeze, fingers searching for your nipple.

With your head still pulled back, you were completely at his mercy. You stretched an arm back, your nails finding his skin and digging inside with a desperate movement.

His lips pressed against your ear once again, and he let out a low growl.

«Yes, cum for me, birdie.»

And you did, yelling his name one last time before dragging him with you in a powerful wave of pleasure that lasted several seconds.

Kid finally let go of your hair and your body crumbled on the mattress in a mess of sweat and panting, desperate for air.

«Holy... shit...»

You kept your eyes closed, expecting his weight to drop beside you, but they popped open as you felt the bite on your butt instead.

«WAH– hey!»

Kid snickered, finally rolling by your side, his breath heavy as well.

«That's what you get for making me wait so long.»

«I... did not make you wait...» you panted, pushing your messy locks back «It's just a chaos here.»

He hummed, stretching his arms across the bed, his metallic one ending up over you, making a soft grumble leave your lips.

Kid's amber eyes glided over your form and a crooked smirk bent his mouth. You quirked an eyebrow.

«What.»

«You asked to be fucked pretty hard now, birdie.»

You frowned, cheeks turning red at his comment.

«So what?» you muttered.

He shook his head.

«Nothing, I was just remembering your face the first time you saw my cock.»

His words caused your blush to grow darker and you pouted at him, face half hidden in the pillow.

But he was not done.

«You were terrified!» he laughed «And look at you know, asking to be fucked harder.»

«Shut up!» you uttered, throwing the pillow at him.

Kid only laughed more, catching it mid-air.

You rolled on your back, finally regaining your breath.

You both laid there in silence for a few minutes, before a distant pout curled your features.

«What now?»

You turned your face to him.

His smirk had disappeared and he was now studying your expression with wary eyes.

After all that time together, Eustass Kid could read you like an open book, just as you could read him.

The rest of the world probably thought he wasn't the kind of man to pay attention to such things. But the rest of the world was wrong.

«It's just...» you started, before shaking your head «Never mind, it's stupid.»

Kid sighed before his hands suddenly closed around your arms and he pulled you against him, securing the lock with his metallic grip as his flesh fingers quickly teased your belly just enough to make you squeal.

«Tell me, birdie, or I swear I'll tickle the shit out of you.» he sneered.

«F-Fine, fine!» you caved, squirming in his embrace.

He loosened his hold, but kept his arms around you, and you relaxed.

«Nothing important, I was just thinking that... well, I'm not as... tight as I was back then anymore.»

A small, resigned smile distended your lips.

Kid frowned, taken by surprise by your statement. It took him a few seconds to reply.

«I can assure, you're pretty fucking tight, birdie.»

«Idiot.» you giggled, playfully slapping him «After three children and more than a decade of Eustass Kid, it's simply not possible.» you sighed, your thumb lingering on his face to brush his scar «My body is not the one it was in my twenties, when we met...»

Kid's mouth twitched. He looked irritated by your speech.

«What's with this bullshit, all of a sudden?»

«I told you it was stupid.»

«Really stupid.» he grumbled, letting his head fall on the pillow «I don't wanna hear this shit anymore.»

You let out a silent breath and smiled.

«Okay.»

You closed your eyes, nuzzling against his warmth and ready for your mind to switch off, but loud knocks stirred both of you out of sleep.

«What?!» Kid barked, almost startling you.

«Come on, guys, everybody is gathering in the hall.» Killer called from behind the door «Bartolomew Kuma arrived, and apparently he has a great wedding gift that everybody is supposed to see.»

«I don't give a shit!» Kid yelled back.

«You may not give a shit, but Y/n is the bride's maid, she has to be there.»

«We're coming!» you announced, sliding out from the redhead's old and climbing off the bed.

«Birdieeee.» Kid grumbled in displease, making you chuckle.

You grabbed his fur from the floor and threw it in his face.

«Come on, Emperor, get your powerful ass up!»

His burning eyes emerged from the red fur, taking in your naked figure in renewed hunger.

«Have you just disrespected me, Y/n?»

You placed your hands on your hips, careless about your total nudity, and gave him your challenge gaze.

«What if I have?»

The mad grin deformed his lips as he got up from the other side of the bed, already moving like a predator around the room.

«Oh, you will be late for whatever shit is going on downstairs.» he growled, soon cornering you against the closet.

Outside, in the hall, Killer recognized the warning noises coming from the room, cursed, and walked away quickly.

«I CAME TO WAKE YOU UP AND COME, NOT TO WAKE YOU UP FOR ANOTHER ROUND!»

Needless to say, you reached the great hall last.

Perona's eyes were throwing daggers at you as you entered.

Not that you had any hope to pass unnoticed, since Kid couldn't care less and marched into the hall like the Emperor he was, even prouder than usual maybe, as the reason of the delay was pretty clear to everybody.

Law and Doruya couldn't look more disgusted.

The crowd retracted to open a path for you two up to the rest of your crew.

«Mommy! Daddy!» Kuzan chimed from Heat's shoulders, extending his chubby arms towards you.

Well, at least one of our kids is happy to see us!

«Hey, monster.» you smiled, taking him in your hold, before turning to Killer «So, what did we lose so far?»

He scoffed, arms crossed on his chest.

«Use your eyes, kitty, it's right there.»

Ugh, a bit upset, aren't we?

You moved your gaze to the centre of the hall, where everybody was looking rather quietly, now that you paid attention to it.

Bartolomew Kuma stood there beside Mihawk and an elegant Perona. Between them there was a shrine in glass, placed above a golden pedestal, and inside it, a Devil Fruit.

But not a regular Devil Fruit, if such thing even existed.

Kid tensed up beside you and you squinted.

«Is that...?»

«Yes.» Killer confirmed.

Law stared at it with wide eyes, but Doruya looked at him with a grimace.

«How are we supposed to fucking now it's true?» she hissed.

Her twin rolled his eyes.

«Because it's been in the encyclopaedia since forever, ignorant sister.» he sighed «That's the Gomu Gomu no Mi. The Pirate King's Devil Fruit.»

Whispers and murmurs were running through the crowd.

Mihawk nodded to Kuma.

«Thank you for this valuable present, Bartolomew. We will treasure it with maximum care.»

A few steps echoed in the hall and you turned to see Black Leg disappearing beyond the doors, his Charlotte wife running after him immediately. Your eyes shifted to another corner of the room, where Roronoa Zoro was leaning against the wall, distant gaze locked on the fruit.

«Mommy?»

You looked down at your son.

«Yeah?»

«Whatts a pi'ate kig?»

Kid brusquely turned and walked away.

In order to make up for your lateness, you spent the rest of the evening event by Perona's side, talking to the guests and making sure everything was ready for the ceremony.

Kuma was going to officiate the wedding, Zoro was giving Perona away, and you were in charge of the rings.

There was always a cloud of people gathered around the Gomu Gomu no Mi, kept in display in a corner.

After dinner, music began to play and many pirates took their mood on the dance floor, including many of your crew (because the Kid Pirates were always ready to stir the chaos).

Not Eustass Kid though.

He stayed at his table, gobbling down tankard after tankard, a burning glare plastered across his face. No one dared to look in his direction.

Just being in the same room of a nervous Emperor pushed most of the guests to seek repair in other halls.

It was Killer that finally sat beside him, his share of rum in his hand.

«Kid. You're scaring the shit out of Mihawk's guests. Again.»

«Like I fucking care.» Kid hissed, before gulping down another litre of grog.

Killer observed him for a while, before sipping at his own glass.

«I thought you were over it.»

Kid's sharp eyes rose from his tankard to the shrine on the other side of the room, before lowering back on the booze.

«I'll never be over it.» he whispered, so quietly Killer could barely hear him.

A breath left the redhead as he leaned down the tankard.

His gaze trailed up to Law, sat on a table with the Heart Pirates, chin on his fist as he listened something Penguin was saying, indicating Kikoku. Then to Doruya, who was bossing around a group of teens, seemingly too terrified to talk back. Finally, his amber irises moved to you, laughing at something Bartolomeo was saying to you and Perona, and little Kuzan asleep in your arms.

«...but I don't regret anything.»

Behind his mask, Killer smiled.

«Good.»

He pushed away his seat to stand, but Kid called him back with a grunt.

«Oi, Killer.»

«Hm?»

The Emperor grimaced, crossing his arms.

«I need an advice.» he finally admitted, still frowning at his drink.

The Massacre Soldier sat back beside his lifetime friend, his amused face concealed.

«Oh, really? What is it?»

Kid grumbled something incoherent under his breath and hesitated.

«I think... I think Y/n doesn't feel like she's hot anymore.»

Killer frowned, briefly glancing at you on the other side of the hall.

«Why do you think that? She was pretty appreciated yesterday night, I seem to recall.»

Kid shrugged, bringing the tankard to his lips.

«I don't know, she was sputtering some shit earlier about not being... bah, forget it.»

The blond observed him drinking.

«Did you tell her she was wrong?»

Kid's frown met his before evading again.

«I told her to cut the bullshit.»

Killer sighed.

«Fifteen years together, and you're still shit with women.»

«Fuck you.» Kid scoffed.

«Do you want my advice or not?»

Kid grumbled, still not looking at him, and Killer stopped a chuckle between his teeth.

«If I know Y/n at all,» he started «it doesn't matter how many men tell her that she's hot. She won't even hear them. It will only matter if it comes from you.»

The Emperor pinched the bridge of his nose.

«You know I suck at this. Crap, why did she come up with this all of a sudden? It's not like anything changed, I always try to fuck her anytime possible!»

«Yeah, I know that. Thanks.»

«Then why she thinks that?!»

Killer shook his head.

«Women. We can't always get them. But you can make her feel better.»

Kid glared at him.

«How?»

«Do you think she's less beautiful than she used to be?»

The redhead frowned.

«What the fuck, no. Well, obviously she's different. But her changes remind me of all the shit we went through, so it's like she's even hotter.»

Killer smiled.

«You should tell her that.»

The redhead looked at you adjusting Perona's dress with your free hand while saying something to her.

His eyes sharpened.

«I can do more.»

Killer turned to him.

«What do you mean?»

But Kid was already on his feet.

«Come with me, partner, you have to help me out for this.»